We have known each other for five months. We meet in each and every visited country. It is neither the biggest, nor the longest; not even beautiful. Mekong – demarcates the bordres and sets the rhythm of life for local residents. Their bathing, washing, fishing, sailing. It attracts with its orange sunsets.

Its mouth is in Vietnam. After more than a 4000-kilometer journey, it ultimately connects with the sea. Silently and invisibly. Only in its arms small boats nestle, waiting for tourists eager to experience the river.